William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Come on my right hand, for this ear is deaf,
    And tell me truly what thou think'st of him.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Caesar, in Julius Caesar, act 1, sc. 2, l. 213-4. Inviting Antony to say what he thinks of Cassius; the all-powerful ruler has physical weaknesses.
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  • ''What compact mean you to have with us?
    Will you be pricked in number of our friends,
    Or shall we on, and not depend on you?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cassius, in Julius Caesar, act 3, sc. 1, l. 215-7. To Mark Antony; "compact" means agreement; "pricked" means marked down.
  • ''With a defeated joy,
    With an auspicious, and a dropping eye,
    With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage,
    In equal scale weighing delight and dole.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Claudius, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 2, l. 10-3. Describing his state of mind in marrying his brother's widow so soon after his brother's death; "dole" means grief.
  • ''My master is of churlish disposition,
    And little recks to find the way to heaven
    By doing deeds of hospitality.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Corin, in As You Like It, act 2, sc. 4, l. 80-2. "Recks" means "cares."
  • ''I am trusted with a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I have decreed not to sing in my cage.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Don John, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 1, sc. 3, l. 32-3. Although treated generously by his brother Don Pedro, after fighting as his enemy, Don John grudgingly compares himself to a muzzled or hobbled animal, or a caged bird.
  • ''This is the excellent foppery of the world: that when we are sick in fortune—often the surfeits of our own behaviour—we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars, as if we were villains on necessity, fools by heavenly compulsion, knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance, drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence.... An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition on the charge of a star!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Edmond, in King Lear, act 1, sc. 2.
  • ''If I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I would
    teach them should be, to forswear thin potations and to addict
    themselves to sack.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 4, sc. 3, l. 122-5. "Sack," from the Spanish "seco" or French "sec" means dry, was a term for sherry.
  • ''O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies
    In plants, herbs, stones, and their true qualities;
    For nought so vile that on the earth doth live
    But to the earth some special good doth give.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Friar Lawrence, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 3, l. 15-18. Celebrating the great ("mickle") goodness (as given by divine grace) in natural plants and objects.
  • ''He gave his honors to the world again,
    His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Griffith, in Henry VIII, act 4, sc. 2, l. 29-30. Reporting the death of Cardinal Wolsey.
  • ''I have heard of your paintings, too, well enough. God hath
    given you one face, and you make yourselves another.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 1, l. 142-4. To Ophelia, denouncing her and women in general.

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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

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Sonnet Lxvi

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,

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